Today has been one of. . . well. . . I don't know what to call it. It started out fairly ok, until I got news that one of the residents that I was rather fond of passed away. The last time I saw him was actually about a month ago when he first started feeling ill. At the time, I was helping out his wife when she stopped and showed extreme concern for his well being. It really moved me how much they still cared about each other. Everyday she would go and visit him in the hospital, and she always seemed happy to have seen him. I thought something was off today when I met her other daughter and they both participated in activities more than usual. I actually overhead a phone call from the daughter and that's how I found out. I didn't want to ask what happened, just incase they wern't ready to talk about it. They didn't say anything about it and they acted fairly "normal." At one point, another resident asked how the husband was doing and the wife told them he was ok, and I looked at her daughter's face, and she looked like she was about to cry. That signaled to me that whatever was going on, they wanted to keep it secret, from everybody, and it made me wonder whether or not the wife knew. . .
I know it's just a part of life, but it still makes me and everyone else sad.
Also, it relates to the whole dealing with the flood thing.
And here's a cat.
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